Chapter 80 Undercover

Tu Lanxun was stunned.

Junxi Manor, the private territory of the Tianguo Group’s boss in Fu City, is also a place that Hu Haisheng often visits. Sonia may be trapped there.

Old Wei continued speaking: "I say, should we contact the registrant of Junxi Manor, or even apply for a search warrant? We have to find the person first."

Wen Chong and Tu Lanxun said at the same time:

"Not yet."

"Please wait."

The car became quiet, and several eyes were cast over. Wen Chong gestured to Tu Lanxun to speak first.

She said, "I suspect Sonia is in Junxi Manor. That place has a lot of connections with Tianguo Group, Deshi Hospital, and Bihai Chaosheng. If we rashly alarm them, it might cause unnecessary trouble."

Wen Chong nodded. "That's my opinion, too. Why don't we send out an investigation team to find out more about Junxi Manor?"

Li Ao's eyes lit up. "So, they said there's a turning point in that matter?"

Wen Chong said, "Yes."

Although they didn't say it explicitly, Tu Lanxun had a feeling that they were talking about the organ theft case.

Deshi Hospital and the Tianguo Group behind it are like a big tree. It will not be done quickly or overnight to eradicate their roots.

As the car approached the police station, Wen Chong suddenly turned to Tu Lanxun and said, "Boss Tu, even if we didn't ask you to, you would have taken the initiative to visit Junxi Manor, right?"

Tu Lanxun fell silent because Wen Chong was telling the truth.

"Since you must go, I hope you can keep in touch with us during this operation so that we can protect you from the periphery at any time." Wen Chong said directly, facing Li Ao's surprised eyes.

Tu Lanxun agreed.

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After returning to the convenience store that night, Tu Lanxun began to prepare for his trip to Junxi Manor. For the first time, he experienced what it felt like not to have to fight alone.

Her fake identity was ready and had two layers.

The first level is a new cleaner who came for trial, recommended by a supervisor of a subsidiary of Tianguo Group because "she" was a junior high school classmate of the supervisor's cousin and was hired through connections.

The supervisor is a marginal leader in a marginal business, a small figure, who chooses to cooperate with the police but is unable to provide any more information or intelligence.

If Tu Lanxun's first identity is revealed, she will use her second identity if necessary: ​​the niece of the housekeeper Shi Guiying. Unable to contact Shi Guiying, and her family afraid to call the police due to the power of Junxi Manor, she sneaks in alone to investigate.

The interesting thing is that Shi Guiying really had a niece, and that girl's file was briefly replaced with Tu Lanxun's information.

Tu Lanxun took the headphones, monitor, and necessary communication equipment, and she will set off for Fu City tomorrow morning.

Before that, it is necessary to communicate with the transformed souls in the rising blue sea.

As the operation was about to begin, everything was silent. Tu Lanxun instructed Mikhail to take the little cat ghost with him, and the specific details were controlled by Mikhail.

At midnight, Mikhail returned late, with a handwritten note from Xian Yu Qingyun hanging around the kitten's neck: Have a safe journey.

Mikhail also brought back more information, some of which the police did not find out, but the transformed souls knew, basically all about Hu Haisheng.

"They said Hu Haisheng had a habit of drinking a glass of absinthe before bed every night, otherwise he couldn't sleep. It wasn't modern absinthe, but the real, less-refined absinthe that European artists loved to drink centuries ago. It had hallucinogenic effects."

Mikhail rubbed his chin. "This wine is banned in the country, but since he's a smuggler, it's normal that he can get it."

Tu Lanxun nodded: "Anything else?"

Mikhail gossiped, "Hu Haisheng is quite a lecher. I guess he doesn't have a good relationship with his wife. He's a lecher with a strong spiritual bent. He likes women—and men—who are short, well-built, sweet-looking, and well-behaved, but who can discuss life and philosophy with him and are quite insightful."

So even during the period of confinement, the transformed souls were very tacit. In order to avoid him, they all loved to swear and were committed to creating a tomboyish and yellow-haired persona so as not to attract Hu Haisheng's interest.

"But I don't necessarily think I'll ever meet Hu Haisheng," Tu Lanxun said. "It's even impossible. I'm just a minor character."

Mikhail shrugged. "It's better to be prepared."

So Tu Lanxun set off the next day.

Her itinerary was kept completely secret, with only the pseudonym "Li Xiaoyue" recorded in the railway system. The high-speed train from Lucheng to Fuzhou takes two hours, and while Tu Lanxun appears to be traveling alone, she is actually surrounded by people.

"We may not be able to go in with you." Mikhail said, "N is bound to you, but Junxi Manor has ghost detection equipment, so the safest thing is..."

Tu Lanxun: "Wait for me outside?"

Mikhail shook his head violently: "Hidden in your body." He knocked on Tu Lanxun's elbow, but was rudely slapped away by N.

Tu Lanxun now looks like an assembled Autobot, with Mikhail as his elbow and Lu Jiasui's family in his hair. Before leaving, Liu Maosheng put himself into Tu Lanxun's ear. If it weren't for the computer ghost who needed to stay behind, she would have wanted to find a place on Tu Lanxun's forehead.

"My dream is to be a camera and not have to walk by myself." The computer ghost said as she floated around.

Just as I was thinking about her, the computer ghost actually sent a voice message: "I've found the information about the old scientist lady at the Yangui Sanatorium. It's quite limited. Please take a look first. I'll try to hack into the Academy's intranet."

Tu Lanxun replied, "No, that's like showing off your skills. And I don't want to be invited to tea by Li Ao."

There was so little information about the old scientist lady that there was only a brief but dazzling resume of the first half of her life, with a photo attached. The photo startled Tu Lanxun.

She had seen this person before.

Tu Lanxun couldn't help but clutch the necklace around her neck. It was the culprit for the binding bug between her and N, and the self-defense item given to her by Tu Penglai.

The necklace was obtained by Tu Penglai through his connections. It was made by this old lady's project team. Tu Lanxun even had a meal with her.

"When the time bomb tidal pulse arrived, Sonya hid in the scientist's ward?" Tu Lanxun presented a shocking fact.

She turned to look at N and Mikhail. "Have you two met this lady?"

Mikhail said, "No."

N said: “I have seen it.”

It's settled.

Now Tu Lanxun is absolutely certain that N was definitely not a small role in the Tianguo Group back then, and he must be very close to the core of the secret.

No wonder he was killed.

Tu Lanxun couldn't stand at the junction of the train cars any longer, so he returned to his seat. The two-hour ride passed quickly, and the train pulled into the station. The temperature in Fu City was slightly lower than in Lucheng by two degrees, and it was cloudy and raining.

She took out a cartoon-print umbrella from her bag, carried an old-fashioned luggage bag, and like every stranger who had just arrived in a foreign land, she moved forward with the crowd and finally merged into the wet platform.

From now on, she would enter Li Xiaoyue's state every minute and every second.

There were many chartered cars and taxi drivers soliciting passengers at the exit. Tu Lanxun walked past them and heard Li Ao's voice in his headphones: "Can you hear me?"

"Yes." Her voice was blown away by the wind.

Half an hour ago, Wen Chong and Li Ao, who had set off early, had already arrived outside the Fuzhou High-Speed ​​Railway Station via the highway. Now they finally met up with her, and both of them felt relieved.

Li Ao didn't give any reminders, so Tu Lanxun had to act naturally confused. She was really confused. Her new second-hand cheap mobile phone rang, and a strange male voice answered it.

"Girl, I'm a friend of Manager Chen. He has something to do today, so he asked me to pick you up. I'm under the big sculpture of the Chinese character for 'Fu,' wearing gray. Where are you?"

There really was a man in a gray rain jacket under the sculpture in the distance, smoking a cigarette in one hand and holding a briefcase between the elbows of his other hand, talking on the phone in an awkward posture.

It must be him.

"I'm wearing light yellow clothes and holding a cartoon umbrella with a little white dog in it. Hey, I think I see you." Tu Lanxun walked towards the man who made the stereotypical MLM remarks.

The man came up to shake hands, but Tu Lanxun was holding an umbrella in one hand and a bag in the other. He looked her over. She wasn't old, but her smile revealed bronze wrinkles on her face. He reached out to take Tu Lanxun's bag and said, "You are Li, Li..."

"Li Xiaoyue." Tu Lanxun glanced at him timidly. "Thank you. What's your name?"

The man smiled not too solemnly and threw away his rain-soaked cigarette. "Just call me Brother Xiaofeng."

He led Tu Lanxun forward, not paying close attention to her or her luggage, allowing the chaotic crowd to squeeze in, splashing mud and water to dirty the luggage he helped carry. Until they walked out of the square outside the station, he didn't even look back to see if she was following him. Tu Lanxun was certain in her heart.

This attitude actually makes people feel at ease. "Li Xiaoyue" had gone through many twists and turns to beg Chen, the general manager. Because of gifts or face, he reluctantly arranged a job opportunity for her, and in the end she might not even pass the probation period.

Manager Chen himself did not come to the station to pick up the child. Although this action was arranged by the police, the meaning was conveyed intactly to the people around him: there is no need to take Li Xiaoyue too seriously.

Xiaofeng used his car keys to unlock an illegally parked champagne-brown sedan. The car was of ordinary design and hadn't been washed in ages, its muddy gray with a hint of gold resembling a giant toad. He opened the driver's door first, then, reacting quickly, opened the trunk and tossed his tacky black backpack inside.

"Let's go, girl."

Tu Lanxun hesitated outside the car, put away her umbrella, caught two drops of rain on her head, and then tried to get on the passenger seat. She pulled the seat belt carefully and successfully made a "click" sound before Xiaofeng was about to help her fasten the seat belt.

Brother Xiaofeng looked at her and said, "Isn't Lucheng a big city?"

Tu Lanxun lowered his head and replied, "Big cities...big cities are for the rich to enjoy."

The car started, the accelerator was stepped on, and the steering wheel turned gracefully. Brother Xiaofeng talked all the way. His interest in conversation became more and more excited because of the timidity of the listener, and the smell of cologne and hair wax was evaporated by the water vapor.

He talked about the various delicious foods and customs in Fu City, from the luxurious enjoyment of the upper class to the remote restaurants favored by street gourmets. He introduced and praised them one by one, with the air of a host, but he did not ask Tu Lanxun whether he had eaten on the way.

The car drove for forty minutes. The rain was strong at first and then weak. Later, the air on the road was clear, and the sunlight shone through the clouds. The car slowly stopped.

In the distance, there is a magnificent scene like an exhibition park, with green trees, iron fences, and domes on the hillsides, blocked by a pure white quartzite gate with icy flowers at the horizon.

If there were no sign, this place would be mistaken for a museum like the Louvre.

Li Ao spoke into Tu Lanxun's earphones: "This is Junxi Manor."